Sometimes a boy needs to be chastised. greater amount often than not, he’s done something awfulegregious, but occasionally bloke simply needs to be brought down a peg or 2. Our undergraduates will often develop an air of arrogance as they near the end of their training, and if that takes place, it’s substantial to instruct em a lesson in the importance of honoring hierarchy.
My name is Master Kamp, and I’m responsible for disciplining our recruits. Many would describe me as having sadistic tendencies, but it is unquestionably my unfathomable understanding of human nature and emotions which makes me successful. It is real that I am entirely uncompromising in my methods, but the fact is, I rarely fail.
I’m shortly after mentoring Master Knox in the art of discipline, and a useful luck recently presented itself which enabled me to observe his progress.
We have a somewhat troubled young apprentice in our ranks: Disciple Rivers. Accepting him into the fold was genuinely a risk, but, when you make a breakthrough with a boy like that, the results can be deeply rewarding. Ordinary penalty has become a vital scene of his training.
I came to a decision to allow Master Knox to take the lead. I knew I would have entertainment watching him in control. He’s a tall, masculine man with a powerful frame, who is familiar with the importance of being impeccably dressed.
Knox without delay started to remove Rivers’ formal clothing. The boy remained passive but there were subtle signs this gink was nervous and agitated, unsure what to expect from a master he’d never encountered before.
I detected a layer of sexy excitement from Knox which pleased me. There was a neat ridge running diagonally towards the pocket of his suit pants which implied bloke was already uttermost. A master must enjoy his role and buddy demonstrated natural showmanship as dude tore the boy’s thong off.
Man physically inspected Rivers in a fairly rough-handed manner, which felt appropriate, especially when fellow began to integrate a erotic element to the proceedings. Young Rivers was presently clearly oscillating between states of fear and deep lustful arousal.
Knox started to prepare Disciple Rivers with a unique blend of oils, allowing his large, masculine hands to glide up and down the boy’s shivering flesh. Rivers immediately yielded to his new master. Guy wanted to be held, protected, loved. One more time, I was pleased.
We use a series of perspex pegs as part of the discipline regime. They are, essentially, phalluses of varying measurements joined to a long wooden bench, which the boy is expected to tackle one by 1. Penalty is merely effective if it exists in the unique space between ache and amusement.
Rivers was instructed to prepare the smallest peg with lubrication formerly lowering himself down onto it and riding it slowly. The experience was plainly entirely too pleasurable for him which indicated the peg was too much small, so I taught him to move onto the second…
Boy did as requested, prepping the peg with oil other time, before allowing it to pierce him. But, again, it was all too easy, so we proceeded swiftly.
And so it went with the third peg, and then the fourth. These two pegs were a little less comfortable for the pupil and gink showed signs of struggling to take them. I taught Knox to assist, which this guy did by applying pressure to the boy’s shoulders, effectively pushing him down onto the dildos. The 4th peg, in particular, required Knox to apply considerable .
I was pleased to note that boy began to use his hands to apply pressure to the boy’s muzzle. I could watch the outline of the master’s dick throbbing in his tightly-tailored suit pants as dude throttled and massaged the needy boy.
The penultimate peg was ever-likely to cause considerable issues for Rivers. I could see the panic in his innocent eyes as this guy dutifully lubed it up. Knox hovered behindhand the boy as chap began to lower himself onto it. It was clearly a challenge and Knox was required to use brute strength to assist.
Rivers whimpered and vibrated, repeatedly saying man couldn’t do it and requiring continual encouragement, yet with one intensive scream, the boy sank all the way down onto the peg. Knox gritted his teeth and lasted to apply sufficient pressure to keep the boy impaled. I stared intense at him, proud and somewhat aroused to watch him taking such complete check of the situation.
The final peg is generally considered to be unmanageable. In my time using that psycho-sexual form of punishment, it has merely been achieved a handful of times. That Rivers was even prepared to try it spoke incredibly well of him. Chap tentatively in readiness it, his face turning pale at the horrifying thought, but made every effort to take it. We were both impressed, but unsurprised when bloke ultimately failed.
And failure, of course, means more punishment, which, in this instance, centered around pulling the boy over my knee and smacking his bare ass with the palm of my hand. I made eye-contact once again with Knox. This is a part of the discipline regime which man is less familiar with, so I knew that chub would need to observe me carefully.
I started smacking him without a excellent deal of , but boy was soon whimpering and sniveling. Knox grabbed his face tenderly. These all-important good-cop-bad-cop roles were unpredictedly reversed…
I moved onto a wooden paddle and built up the intensity of the penalty. Some of my blows doubled him over, making him clench and tense. His tiny body squirmed and convulsed over my knee, yet man was rock serious throughout.
I grabbed his dick and squeezed it as I upped the intensity of the paddling, then started to jerk him off. At that point, I was able to unquestionably let him have it, my paddle repeatedly raining down on his immediately bright red ass cheeks. Faster. Harder. Even faster. Even harder. The boy was writhing and bawling. My legs widened instinctively. River’s thigh was wriggling over my dick and causing it to harden.
The boy suddenly, and absolutely unthoughtly, shot his load. I felt the juices seeping between my fingertips and glanced down to see he’d sprayed all over the location. And once a boy cums, his punishment needs to without delay end. Buddy must be dismissed without ceremony and left to clean himself up in complete privacy while dude contemplates what he’s learned from the experience.

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